… it's just something that's been haunting all of my waking hours, okay!

Oh, and I don't own Naruto.

"Testing, testing, this is a biju talking"

"The sky is blue," Naruko murmured.

"No Duh. I'll start getting worried about your mental capabilities, Brat if you keep making observations like that one," Kurama grumbled sarcastically.

"No, you didn't let me finish. In all the movies, TV shows, books, the sky always reflected the main characters emotions. Since I'm the last one standing, I guess that makes me the main character of all of this. The sky shouldn't be blue," Naruko said, her voice blank, eyes not taking in the bloodbath of a battlefield before her.

There were craters everywhere, and the bodies of those that had survived to this point were mostly burned and unrecognizable. Her eyes flickered over to the body of Kakashi, the only thing left was, ironically enough, his mask. Damn man seemed to have had it made fireproof. Well, she couldn't really blame him, with how Sasuke used to throw fire around like it was nothing.

"Oh?" Kurama said, prompting her to go on.

"No, it should be rainy to make up for the tears that I just can't seem to cry," she said, frustration creeping in.

"You've gone off into the deep end."

"Like you're one to talk," Naruko retorted.

"Fine then. Keep making comments like that and I won't offer to send you back into time. See how you like that!" Kurama said triumphantly.

"… what?"

"Oh, is this one of the things that you're supposed to ease somebody into?" he said, and if Naruko hadn't been so busy with her shock, she would have gotten the feeling that Kurama was blinking in confusion.

"…"

"Hello? Naruko? Has what ever left of your brain fried?"

"… give me one good reason to not shave your tails," she threatened.

"Do it. See if I'll send you back," he taunted.

"Give me one good reason that I should even go back. I'd have to redo all this shit all over again!" she said, gesturing to the grounds that their final fight took place on.

"You could save them all. And you could get all of your revenge that you didn't in this timeline."

"I don't believe in revenge. You know that Kurama."

"You just saw Madara kill your mate right in front of you. In the heat of the battle, you killed him. You didn't kill him slowly enough for the things that he did, and you know it," Kurama said, his red eyes hardening.

"So you're trying to convince me to go back, just because I didn't get satisfying enough revenge for the both of us? Like that's going to work," she spat.

"Look around. There's nothing here for you, Brat. Nobody survived. Your mate is dead, your friends are all dead, and the kit that you were supposed to have never even saw light before it was killed in your own stomach. I cant believe that I even have to try to convince you. You could redo it all."

"All of it?" she said, her voice hitching slightly at the end.

"Well obviously not all of it. You have to decide a time to go back to. It would be too, on risk of sounding like your deceased friend, troublesome to go back to when you're too young to do anything," Kurama explained.

"I'd have to get them to know me all over again, if I even went. Did you know how hard it was the first with Sasuke on my team?" she demanded.

"Better have to do that, than have no one."

"I have you."

"Brat, I'm a thousands of years old demon. I may be the most powerful and awesome of them all, but even I can swallow my pride just to admit that I'm not enough for you."

"But Kakashi…" she trailed off.

"Listen, Naruko, I'm going to tell you this one time and one time only," he warned, "It will be harder to resurrect them than to go back and make him fall in love with you all over again."

She hesitated, that said, "But what if he doesn't? What if he never loves me again? Kurama, I don't think I could live with myself if he didn't."

"So that's what this is all about! Bah, you mortals are so confusing! Listen, because now I have to tell you another piece of common sense that can't seem to grasp! Would you rather never see him, or anybody else, again, or would you rather go back and save them?" Kurama demanded.

Naruko thought for a minute. The pain of seeing them die was too fresh, she didn't know what she would do if she saw them. On the other hand, Kurama was right. On all accounts too.

She really hated it when he was right on all accounts.

"Okay," she sighed, "what do I have to do?"

"It's a seal, of course. But the first thing that you have to do is figure out when you want to end up. I'd recommend sometime around your Genin years, but the choice is up to you."

"My Genin years sound fine. I think the day that we got our teams is good. Yes," she nodded, her eyes burning with new found determination, "the first day of our team."

Kurama beamed, as much as a monstrous fox could anyways, and said, "Great! Now all you need to do is…"

He droned on, and on, but for once in her life Naruko could listen to a lecture. Frowning slightly, she drew out the insanely complex seal. There was so much that she had to specify, such as when she wanted to end up and how many souls that she was carrying with her, ect. They would both end up in the same bodies that they had at the time, and while it wouldn't do much for Kurama, she would, for all intents and purposes, be twelve again. Twelve, while her mind stayed at twenty.

Hours later, when she was finally done the seal, Naruko stood staring down at it. Now all she would have to do was stand in the middle of it, activate it, and wait a minute for it to work.

"Brat, there's something that you have to know," Kurama said, as soon as she had activated the seal and there was no turning back, "there's a sixty percent chance that you'll die from the pain of taking over a soul in less than a millisecond. This body will be soulless, and die. Surprise!"

The birds feasting on the remaining bodies took off at the resounding scream of anger.